" You'll look like a scary calavera now," Catty assured the young girl as she leaned back to admire the skeleton skull she had made on her face.
"Who's next?" Catty asked and pulled out another paintbrush.
Four hands shot up, but one little girl eased into the chair in front of Catty before she had a chance to choose. "My turn," she said.
Catty smiled and began smudging white over the girl's rosy cheeks. "

― Lynne Ewing , The Sacrifice (Daughters of the Moon, #5)